Sleeping Sleepers Sleep-Portugal. The Man

Sleeping Sleepers Sleep - Portugal the Man Shave our heads Strip our clothes Burn them books but The mind still grows A sheltered mind with Fears of rings Fear of time And missing links We all once were. And I'll walk until my legs are broken I was up walking and you were the shoes Bored with the thoughts that you thoughts I could use Islands were made of brick stone and shade Where deaths only rest of laughable tunes Feel your toes Buried sand Wide eyes roll and The legs, they stand I was asleep until my eye were opened We are made to be sewn Bodies lips eyes Earthed and regrown Shave our heads Strip our clothes Burn them books but The mind still grows And I'll walk until my legs are broken Bills sit about talking of people they've used Born of new worlds that have fallen past due Trusting in funding and finding a place In wheel wells and homes and people like you Films finding fair faces and lies While ships bearing backs house glass teeth and eyes Like the apartment of capable tunes That bored with the thoughts that we thought it could use It never ever rains if you never cry And you never have to mourn if you never ever die